| Every now and then I go back in time
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| To that little red house on Oakmont Drive
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| Next to that big magnolia tree
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| A wide-eyed girl running wild and free, that’s me
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| Me and my brothers in the Georgia sun
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| Runnin' through the yard with the sprinklers on
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| Lazy dog lyin' in the cool green grass
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| Never though life would fly so fast, it don’t last
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| I still hear that old sweet song
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| A simple melody calling me back home
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| Where the love grows pure and strong
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| That’s where my heart
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| That’s where my heart belongs
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| Skippin' stones and kickin' cans
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| Stealing my first kiss by the lemonade stand
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| I can’t forget those southern nights
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| Falling stars and fireflies, felt so right
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| I still hear that old sweet song
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| A simple melody calling me back home
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| Where the love grows pure and strong
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| That’s where my heart
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| That’s where my heart belongs
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| Those family days are all but gone
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| Everybody moved out, everybody’s moved on
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| Wen I’m all alone and feeling like
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| I’m stuck in the middle of this crazy life
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| I just close my eyes
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| And I can hear that old sweet song
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| A simple melody calling me back home
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| I can hear that old sweet song
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| A simple melody calling me back home
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| Where the love grows pure and strong
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| That’s where my heart
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| That’s where my heart belongs |